Theirs to Keep - Maya Banks Page 0,82

briefly closed her eyes.

He moved, and her eyes flew open. “Don’t go,” she blurted. “I wanted—needed—to talk to you and Merrick.”

Cade settled on the bed, pulling up one knee so he could angle toward her. “I’m not going anywhere, honey. I was just getting comfortable.”

She glanced at the bedside clock and frowned. “It’s late. Aren’t you coming to bed?”

Cade glanced down and then over to Merrick. They’d already showered and changed, but they were still dressed in jeans and T-shirts.

“Tell you what. Give me two seconds to get undressed, and I’ll crawl in with you and then we’ll talk about whatever you want.”

Merrick was already getting out of bed and shedding his jeans and shirt. Cade did the same, and then he and Merrick got onto the bed, pulling the covers back so they could get up next to Elle.

Cade shouldered up against the pillows and rested his hand down the length of her leg. Merrick pulled the covers up and then propped his head up in the palm of his hand.

“What’s on your mind, baby?” Merrick asked.

She licked her lips nervously and then closed her eyes, her features drawing until she looked sad and…defeated.

“Today, when this happened… When he grabbed me, I was so terrified. It was a shock. You know, like I wasn’t expecting it. I mean, who expects to be grabbed when they’re trying to walk into their house?”

“Understandable,” Cade murmured.

“But it made me realize the difference from before. When I was attacked before.”

Tears filled her eyes and leaked down her cheeks. Cade pressed his lips to her shoulder, his heart aching for all the hurt she’d endured.

“What was different?” Merrick asked gently.

“I knew the man who attacked me before. I trusted him,” she choked out. “It was a different kind of shock. It was…betrayal.”

Cade slid his hand up her leg to lace his fingers with hers. “I suspected as much,” he murmured.

Merrick nodded his agreement.

“Everything you’ve remembered so far adds up to it being someone you knew and him being a police officer or having something to do with law enforcement.”

Her entire body trembled, and she pulled the covers farther up her body in a protective gesture.

“A cop did this to me,” she whispered. “But did I trust him because he was a cop, or did I trust him because he was someone I knew?”

The undertone was there. The question that wasn’t voiced. Had it been someone she’d been intimate with? A boyfriend. Lover. Husband?

The thought sickened Cade to the point of discomfort.

“Whatever the case, he can’t hurt you anymore, baby.”

Merrick’s quiet vow echoed through the room and vibrated over Cade in its intensity.

Merrick very carefully nudged her chin toward him, and then he caressed her cheek with his big hand. Such gentleness was in total contradiction to his size and strength. He looked like he was just as easily capable of crushing her with that one hand.

“Listen to me,” he said in a husky voice. “What happened today is not going to happen again. You’ll be with either Cade or me every minute of every day. I don’t care what anyone else says. If someone tells you differently, then you tell them to fuck off and you find one of us.”

Merrick glanced at Cade for a long moment, question in his eyes. Cade knew what he was asking. Knew what he wanted to share with Elle.

In his heart, Cade knew it was the right thing to do even if it wasn’t the easiest.

Slowly he nodded, silently agreeing to what Merrick had suggested earlier. Satisfaction and relief shone in Merrick’s eyes.

Elle was starting to nod off again, though, the effects of the pain medication taking hold, and she was already exhausted enough.

Cade glanced at Merrick and shook his head. “Tomorrow.”

Merrick nodded and then gently eased Elle lower in the bed, arranging the pillows so she’d be comfortable. She moaned once when the movement caused her pain, and Merrick flinched, his face a wreath of regret.

But then she nestled into the pillow, gave a soft sigh and went utterly still. Her soft breathing filled the space between them, and Cade simply watched the rise and fall of her chest.

What was it about her that had captivated him from the very beginning? He couldn’t explain it. He didn’t even really care about why or how. She was it for him. Some things just were, and this was one of them. Hell if he was going to fight it. Not when he was perfectly content to be right where